Olive's POV
I opened my eyes. Everything was black, but I could just about make out shapes. I tried to move, but then soon realized that my hands and feet were tied with thick ropes. Instead I just looked around. I realized I wasn't alone in the room. In the black room with me was about 5 other girls. Melanie was one of them.
"MELA-" I started to yell her name, but someone stopped me.
"Hey, girl, don't yell or he'll come back down here again and hit us!" said one of the girls. She was sitting about 3 feet away from me, and she was tied up too. It was very dark, but I could still just about see her features. She had dark skin, and black hair, and was wearing a pink lacy dress that was torn, ripped stockings and no shoes.
"S-sorry.." I said, "Where are we? And who are you? And who are these other girls.."
"I don't know where we are. I've been in this room for about 3 days and haven't been untied or have been able to see light. My name is Beverly and those other girls are Natalie, Ruby, and Sarah. But..if you can't tell, they're dead." Beverly said, getting quieter around that last part. I felt shivers go down my spine.
"D-dead?! Did that man kill them?" I asked her, still whispering, although I began to sound hyterical.
"Yes, dead, now hush before he hears you." She said.
A flood of light came in, when a door opened. The door was at the top of a staircase, meaning we were in the basement. The man was standing in the doorway.
"Why hello ladies? I thought I heard some talking down here..did I" He said, with a smirk on his face. "I was planning on taking you upstairs to feed you, but it seems like you were disobeying me..so maybe not.."
I didn't want to eat food given to me from this man, but I hadn't had food since before we left for the Verizon store...
"It's okay though..I guess I forgive you..I'll untie you one at a time and bring you upstairs to eat. How's that sound?" he said. No one answered. "EXCUSE ME. I BELIEVE I ASKED YOU A QUESTION. HOW DOES THAT SOUND?" He said. He had made his way down the stairs and was now an inch away from my face, yelling.
"I-It sounds like a-a great i-idea." I said to him. He took me out first. While he dragged me up the stairs, I looked back at Melanie. She was shaking, she looked so scared..
He took me upstairs into his kitchen. There were a lot of big windows, but dark curtains covered them up. He had white cabinets with black granite and they had silver knobs. His table looked like it had been white before, but now there were red stains on it. Blood. The tables were the same. White with red stains. There was a door that led outside leading from the kitchen. Note to self; that's your escape plan. If I even get the chance to escape.
He cuffed my feet to the metal chair legs, and tied my hands behind the crimson stained chair. He walked into the kitchen, and brought back a knife. He then sat opposite the table of me.
"Do you like Chinese food? I ordered some. When they get here, don't say anything. I don't want them to get worried or anything. You're safe here." he said, then leaned closer to my face. "Don't you believe that?"
No. I don't believe that. But I can't say that. He'll stab me with that knife if I do. "Of course I believe that. I don't think that there's anywhere safer than here with you."
He smiled a creepy grin, then backed away from my face. It was then that the front doorbell rang. Food. He hurried up and got up, then took a white washcloth said to me, "Don't you dare yell," then went to the front door and took the food. He came back with three bags full of food. "You of course can't eat on your own without your hands," He said, "So I guess I'll have to feed you myself." Get away from me.
Me pried my mouth open with his hands, then fed me the food. I hate to admit it, but the man was being very gentle, and I really made me want to believe that he really did care for us. But if he did, then why would he kill those girls?
Melanie's POV
I had watched Olive climb up the stairs with the stairs with him. Who knows what he could have done to her. He could rape her, abuse her...he could do what he did to the others to her..kill her. All I could really do was pray and hope for the best. Finally she came back down the stairs. She was still tied up, but she showed no sign of being hurt. He took me next.
He tied my hands and feet to a bloodstained chair, and talked to me while feeding me Chinese food. He was being very surprisingly gentle. I'm a slow eater, even when I'm starving, but when I would take 30 seconds just to chew one bite of food, he would simply smile and say, 'Take your time eating.' But why? Why would someone so nice kidnap girls, tie them up, and kill them?
I was let back downstairs again, and he tied me up again and sat me down by the walls. Lastly, he took Beverly upstairs to eat.
After they had gone back upstairs and the man had closed the door again, Olive whispered to me, "Was he nice to you? He was very gentle with me, but I don't know why."
"I know, and it's weird right? He must be faking it in hope that we try to do something like leave so he can kill us or something.." I said, making sure to keep my voice low.
"That's what it seems like right? And did you see the tables and chairs? They were stained with blood. Blood Melanie. That's probably where he killed Sarah, Ruby or Natalie with that knife." She said. I nodded.
"We should probably stop talking..in case he comes back down here..I don't want to see my best friend get killed in front of me.." I said.
"You're right..okay.." She said.
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A/N:Dan and Phil will appear soon..just wait..
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